I watched a Morecombe and Wise best of on TV last night and they showed this drama. To call it a sketch would be to totally devalue it.
It is probably their finest hour. and, yes, here it is.
A one-liner that had escaped my attention for some reason – until now – beat it though.
As a police car speeds past their homoerotic bedroom, sirens blazing, Eric leaps out of bed adorned in silk pyjamas and dressing gown and declares
“He’s not going to sell much ice cream going at that speed, is he?”
They do not come funnier.
Now that was a game of football. The best I’ve seen in a long time
Theo Walcott’s run for Arsenal’s eqauliser at 2 – 2 was reminiscent of this.
Which I really liked.
They can win this league. Indeed they might even be favourites now that the pressure of winning the Champions League has been removed.
Och I know my love of Donald Fagen is not widely shared but I stumbled upon this after a long night on the keyboards. It is not a great video. In fact it is fairly bad. But what a great song. The older I get the further it creeps up my top 100. It’s well into the top ten now.
Cue funeral music.